[Illustration: "I Rode With Him All The Way To London, Dressed As An Elderly Widow.">[
"'I am sorry to hear, Mr. Gualtier, that you are about to be superseded.'
"'Superseded!' said I. 'What do you mean?'
"'I hear from some gossip of the servants that there is a new steward.'
'"A new steward! This is the first that I have heard of it,' said I. 'I am the only steward here.'
"'This one,' said he, 'is--a--Mr. M'Kenzie.'
"'M'Kenzie!' said I, instantaneously--
'M'Kenzie!' And I laughed. 'Why, I am Mr. M'Kenzie.'
"'You!' said he, in utter amazement. 'Isn't your name Gualtier?'
"'Oh no,' said I; 'that is a name which I adopted, when a music-teacher, for professional purposes. Foreign names are always liked better than native ones. My real name is M'Kenzie. The late Earl knew all about it, and so does Lady Chetwynde.'